Jason knew it was bad luck to see you before the wedding, and he had no intentions of opening the door. But he couldn't help but wonder if you were as nervous as he was about this. He'd never felt this sick before. His knuckles rapped on the door quietly.

"Hey?" He called out softly. "Don't open the door, but...do you have a minute to talk?"

He loved you more than he could put into words, and that's why he was so scared. Scared that he couldn't give you what you deserved.